Have You Both

Saw you at JFK, with your dreadlocks and your pretty little face

Well meet me at the gate, boy, meet me at the gate

Take me out to dinner when you get to LA

When I messaged the wrong kid on the internet

Yeah, it's an accident when you both play in a punk rock band

And you both fell for the same woman

Oh, yeah, I wanna know

Can I have you both?

Yeah, I wanna know, yeah, I wanna know

Can I have you, can I have you both?

I went over to the crib, right

In Chinatown, baby, where these motherfuckers live, right?

And I walked in with Genie, with his big hair and his golden teeth

Now the other won't look at me, now the other won't look at me

Well, how am I supposed to choose? I'm a junkie for the both of you

Oh, yeah, I wanna know

Can I have you both?

Yeah, I wanna know, yeah, I wanna know

Can I have you, can I have you both?

I want Gene on Monday

And Jimmy on Tuesday

And on Wednesday

Can't we all just get along?

Oh, yeah, I wanna know

Can I have you both?

Yeah, I wanna know, yeah, I wanna know

Can I have you, can I have you both?